My Brother's boss P6

Liam

I woke up in an extremely comfortable and empty bed, wondering if last night was a dream, but with this giant bed and my surroundings, it was definitely not a dream. I glanced around, but Derek was nowhere to be found. I stretched out and enjoyed the bed for a couple of moments before standing up and heading towards the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom, and I hadn’t known before, but he had heated floors. This is amazing, I thought as I washed my face with his expensive face wash. I walked out of the bathroom, and my eyes drifted across the bedroom and got caught on a large long box sitting on the dresser. I walked over, curious if he just left boxes there, but it was not there last night. I stared down at the box, seeing the plug I had worn here last night sitting beside the box.

Was this box for me? I thought as I noticed a card attached to the box with my name on it. I paused. Not sure why he was getting me yet another gift. I picked up the note and opened it to read it.

Liam,

Would you do the honor of accompanying me to a gala?

Tonight 8 PM

I will send a car. Please wear this.

I set down the card and placed it next to the plug. I took the box and backed up and sat on the bed. I took the ribbon that was wrapped around it and pulled it to loosen its grip on the box. Pulling it away, I took a breath before pulling the top of the box up off of the bottom. Looking down, my jaw dropped as I noticed a nice, like too nice suit sat there, laid out perfectly like it was ready to be worn. My stomach flutters as I think that this hot-ass rich man wants me to be his date to a gala. I took the box and headed towards the door. I was walking out the door; there was a cleaning lady taking care of the glasses we had used last night. I waved and walked out the door.

***

Anticipation hit hard when I was in the shower at six, about to get ready for the gala. I stepped out of the shower; my hands were shaking with anxiety as I dried off and headed to my room towards the box. I opened the box again and saw the stunning black suit lying there. It was a full suit. A white button-up, a suit jacket, and dress pants. Underneath the suit was tissue paper. What more could he give me? I laid the suit on the bed, laid out like it was in the box. I went back to the box and grabbed the tissue paper out and saw that, perfectly placed, was a beautiful bow tie, and sitting beside it was a matching black jock strap with a bow tie design on the crotch.